Reasons Why Papa is The Greatest Guy On The Planet.

- He still insists on playing Wii and other fun games with me and Mommy.- He buys me the complete DVDs of my favorite series and movies even when I'm not asking him to buy for me.- He hugs and kisses me before he leaves and when he arrives -- even whem I'm already 17, hehe.- He always texts Mommy and me before and after he boards a plane for his business travels.- He brings home yummy tempura because he knows it's my favorite dish.- He serves the church and the community religiously.- He knows everything -- from literature, to science, to history. I can ask him about anything and he will always always always give me the right answer. I really think he's the smartest man ever :D- He doesn't say no when it comes to books.- He and I can talk about anything, from the littlest things like shoes to the big issues like sex. And no awkwardness whatsoever. Our conversations can stretch out for hours and we wouldn't be running out of things to talk about.- He tolerates Mommy and me's kakikayan (and kasungitan, hehe)- Even when he gets mad at us sometimes, he still always hugs us and makes lambing.- He loves his family so much. His love for his mother, siblings, aunts, and other relatives is beyond words.- He willingly sacrifices if it would be for other people's happiness.- He can sing along to Craig David and Usher!!! And The Corrs, hehe.- He allows me to go to gimmicks that my mom won't, hehe.- He always tells me stories about his childhood.- He explains everything so well. Everything he discusses with you will make you feel convinced in the end.- He makes sound and reasonable judgment. He doesn't let emotions get in the way.- He only spanked me once in my life :D- He spoils Mommy and me, hihi.- He always forgives me even if I'm not the most well-behaved daughter out there.- He finds a way to solve the problems all the time.- We both love vanilla ice cream. We can eat vanilla ice cream forever!- He still kisses me good night.- He is an excellent tour guide because he reads too many travel books.. but I'm better than him. Hehe. He panicked when we were at the Subway.- He loves taking pictures of anything using his digicam.- He brings me and Mommy to wherever we want to go -- from Vegas to New York! :D- He loves watching superhero movies with me.- He always calls and checks on me, just like Mommy. But he is not makulit. Hehe.- He shoos away the cats that stay in front of our gate because he understands my fear of them.- He says "I love you" to Mommy and me everyday.

I can write this list forever and I still wouldn't run out of things to say about Papa. He is not the typical strict or disciplinarian dad, but I have great respect for him because despite every negative thing you could say about him, there is a genuinely loving and caring person inside. He never spoiled me like the dads on TV with credit cards and cold hard cash that were spent by their bratty little daughters -- he spoiled me with love and kisses and hugs. I am so lucky to have him as my father. I don't know what Mommy and I would do without him :)

If not having any siblings meant I would have my parents as my best friends, then that's not so bad after all.

Reasons Why Papa is The Greatest Guy On The Planet.

- He still insists on playing Wii and other fun games with me and Mommy.- He buys me the complete DVDs of my favorite series and movies even when I'm not asking him to buy for me.- He hugs and kisses me before he leaves and when he arrives -- even whem I'm already 17, hehe.- He always texts Mommy and me before and after he boards a plane for his business travels.- He brings home yummy tempura because he knows it's my favorite dish.- He serves the church and the community religiously.- He knows everything -- from literature, to science, to history. I can ask him about anything and he will always always always give me the right answer. I really think he's the smartest man ever :D- He doesn't say no when it comes to books.- He and I can talk about anything, from the littlest things like shoes to the big issues like sex. And no awkwardness whatsoever. Our conversations can stretch out for hours and we wouldn't be running out of things to talk about.- He tolerates Mommy and me's kakikayan (and kasungitan, hehe)- Even when he gets mad at us sometimes, he still always hugs us and makes lambing.- He loves his family so much. His love for his mother, siblings, aunts, and other relatives is beyond words.- He willingly sacrifices if it would be for other people's happiness.- He can sing along to Craig David and Usher!!! And The Corrs, hehe.- He allows me to go to gimmicks that my mom won't, hehe.- He always tells me stories about his childhood.- He explains everything so well. Everything he discusses with you will make you feel convinced in the end.- He makes sound and reasonable judgment. He doesn't let emotions get in the way.- He only spanked me once in my life :D- He spoils Mommy and me, hihi.- He always forgives me even if I'm not the most well-behaved daughter out there.- He finds a way to solve the problems all the time.- We both love vanilla ice cream. We can eat vanilla ice cream forever!- He still kisses me good night.- He is an excellent tour guide because he reads too many travel books.. but I'm better than him. Hehe. He panicked when we were at the Subway.- He loves taking pictures of anything using his digicam.- He brings me and Mommy to wherever we want to go -- from Vegas to New York! :D- He loves watching superhero movies with me.- He always calls and checks on me, just like Mommy. But he is not makulit. Hehe.- He shoos away the cats that stay in front of our gate because he understands my fear of them.- He says "I love you" to Mommy and me everyday.

I can write this list forever and I still wouldn't run out of things to say about Papa. He is not the typical strict or disciplinarian dad, but I have great respect for him because despite every negative thing you could say about him, there is a genuinely loving and caring person inside. He never spoiled me like the dads on TV with credit cards and cold hard cash that were spent by their bratty little daughters -- he spoiled me with love and kisses and hugs. I am so lucky to have him as my father. I don't know what Mommy and I would do without him :)

If not having any siblings meant I would have my parents as my best friends, then that's not so bad after all.

She's a modern lover; it's an exploration, she's made of outer space

Hello, I'm Karla Bernardo. If you Google my name, you will find the Wikipedia entry of a Canadian serial-killer (and trust me, you do not want
to read about that - but I'm sure you will because now you're curious), which is why I suggest you type Bombastarr instead so you can stalk me better.

I am twenty-four years old, but nobody believes me when I tell them that. I am completely in love with the University of the Philippines, where I graduated with a degree in Creative Writing, and where I am currently a law student. It is also where I learned how to speak a bit of Italian, got a taste of the best tapsilog, and took striptease for PE.

Ask, and you shall be answered

Got a comment, question, violent reaction, love letter, or random piece of information you want to share with me? Just fire away. I don't bite.

(I changed my form and went back to Freedback because Ask.fm's being a bitch, requiring people to sign up for accounts before asking questions. Because I love you guys, I tweaked my ask box a bit, so that the questions will now go directly to my e-mail, but I'll be posting the answers still on my Ask.fm for convenience. TL;DR - I'll still be getting your questions so no worries. You're still free to harass me / send me your love.)

Most Frequently Asked Question

Are you a pornstar?No, I am not a pornstar, stripper, or your friendly neighborhood call girl. It's just a fancy pseudonym with a long history, and two R's. Rawr.

Bombastarr.com

Bombastarr is my personal blog and my little corner in the Internet since 2005. Yes, I started writing here when I was 13 years old (aka when I was very angsty, hormonal, and always gushing at the littlest things) -- ergo, you'd have to forgive me if you come across an old post that reeks of immaturity and slightly unpolished grammar. I did a lot of growing up here, and from the looks of it, there's still a lot of growing up to do, so I don't think I'll be leaving this place any time soon.

The domain, Bombastarr.com, was purchased on June 2014 and
launched on July 2014, on the blog's ninth year (and fifth month, to be exact).

It's crazy to think that this blog is now eleven years old, because (1) that seems like an eternity in internet years, and (2) that means if my blog were a kid, it's a fifth grader! That's insane.

Here's to more tales, explosive and otherwise.

So, why Bombastarr?

If you've been living under a rock and think I'm a threat to world peace or an object of covetousness, sorry to disappoint you, folks: it's just a fancy pseudonym.

As in most things, it started in high school. It began as a joke between me and a couple of friends during our freshman year. We were practicing for a field demonstration dance which involved the use of shawls, and being the crazy-always-trying-to-be-funny person that I was (or I always attempted to be) I started doing poses with the garment. Someone started taking my picture using my phone, and one shot looked like I was posing for those B-list movies (or should it be R-list, as in R-rated?) of the vegetable-nomenclature variety. #IKYWIM. Hence, the word, "Bombastarr." Yes, very cheeky, I know, but for a 13-year-old, it was quirky enough to figure as a username. That was 2005, right around the time I trying to decide on a URL for a new blog. It's been a lot of years since, and what started as a joke became something I've eventually embraced as an identity.

Despite the many other chances I've gotten to permanently move (to Multiply, Livejournal, Tumblr, Wordpress; to a bigger platform where I can earn or use the blog as a venue for commerce), I've come to realize that Bombastarr is something I can never truly leave behind. It is a place I've grown to appreciate and love because it is a place I can call my own. It's a venue for my rants, my views, my writing. It is home, and it is who I am.

Bombastarr is a glimpse of my life: the thoughts, ideas, and stories that shape it into what it is, and what it will still become. This journal has been with me for all my crazy, often embarrassing adventures, but I'm sure there will be more anecdotes and feelings and people to write about. Which is something I'm really looking forward to. After all, you know what they say about the greatest stories - sometimes, there's still a lot that's left unwritten.